Thought it was Khayr✅

Chapter 29: A sweetheart, a monster

A/n: because pyrokingxfire  insisted. We resumed school guys so, the way the updates will be coming from now on sai a slow fa. Doesn't give you excuse to kick my book out of your library🥺 don't give up on my book, I take God beg una

Toh, let's dig in🍝.

Khayr's POV

As I cradled Sabira's baby boy in my arms, I stared at him as if I was holding a precious treasure. I don't even know the right way to hold babies, so it left me wondering how effortlessly I balanced him in my arms as if the baby was mine. My eyes watered with tears, but I don't even know tears of what those were.

Why did I suddenly think about Sul in that moment? Perhaps...just perhaps if he didn't turn out to be such a huge snake in the grass, at the end of this year we'll welcome our own beautiful baby just like this.

My God! Why am I thinking about that devil in such a precious moment? He doesn't deserve to be anywhere in my thoughts. At all.

After I got the news that Sabira had delivered, I could barely sleep. I was too excited you see. I waited eagerly for the sun to rise. I dressed up as early as six and went downstairs to get breakfast. I found Sul's ingredients which he had brought to cook for himself in the fridge and used them. I shouldn't use the word 'use'. I wasted them. Prepared a delicious breakfast for me and Habu, then left none for him. The wicked feel I got from wasting his stuff was shortlived though after I realised that he'd most likely consume all of my food which I stored in the fridge to get back at me for using his ingredients.

He wasn't up by the time I left. I was glad even. 'Cause I don't want to go with him. He had already gotten the news, that's for sure. Since everyone was already posting on thier WhatsApp statuses up and down that "It's a baby boy for Sabira Noma". I figured he'd try to make us go together, to I fled to Al-Nisa Clinic alone. It was where Sabira had delivered apparently, a clinic owned by her husband's sister. Her husband's family is so adorable. I mean, everyone in that family is a health practitioner.

The world literally felt strange. I felt like I was driving a car for the first time. I mean, it feels so long since I've last stepped out. I think the last time I stepped to the outside world was the other day with Huda. And boy, it feels like ages.

Anyways, Sabira's birth is gold for me. It came at the suitable time, creating a pathway of escape for me. It got me a free access card to go home whenever I wanted. No one will possibly shoo me out if I used Sabira's behalf as excuse right? Sabira would be staying for forty more days before they start preparing to leave, so I this is definitely something to look forward to.

I sniffed back the snot that was forming in my nose and quickly cleaned my tears. I can't let them fall. I can't let pathetic tears from a poisoned heart to fall on my perfect baby's face.

I can't even tell who he looks like yet. Just visually thesame as all of the babies I've seen in the past. It made me theorize that; all babies look alike. Thier facial features probably undergo further development days after thier born. Gradually.

"Are you okay?" Sabira says faintly, extending her hand from her hospital bed to hold mine.

She's worried. Of course she is. My tears are visible. It was just the two of us in the room. Apparently, I was the first to visit her today. I was really early.

"I'm fine" I forced a smile, avoiding her gaze.

"Are you sure? Why are you tearing up?" She added, knitting her brows harder